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You may see a lot of white space around here for a day or two…

I’ve stripped (Wooooo) the website to it’s bare minimum so that I can implement a redesign and put on some new features, to include twitter, photos, video, and a shop where you can buy our new vinyl, CDs, teeshirts, etc etc etc.

Thanks to all who came to the tour gigs, we had a bloody great big blast, and can’t wait ’til the next one.

We’ll be recording over the next month or so, we’re also going to Norway to play at the end of June for a mystery island TV show of some kind.

I shall post with more fervour when the new design is UP.

First we set sail from sunny Manchester, waiting patiently for our new tour only vinyl to arrive, which was promising to become a “Never only” vinyl, as it turned up with only ten minutes before we set off.

Sat in the back of the tour van frantically wrapping teeshirts listening to Max Tundra. The teeshirts have crocodiles and pigeons on them. They’re in Lorien’s favourite colour, baby blue, like Manchester City FC. He doesn’t like football but he went to see Prince once at Main Road stadium.

Soundchecked in Win!chester, our first port of call. Ben dons his “Feline Good” teeshirt, that makes me feel warm and cold inside at the same time. Gig was performed to art students, and some incredible hard step house was played before hand. We struggled to compete with such excellent minimalism.
Played with our visuals man for the very first time. David cracked out animated Matthew McConaughey torsos, blood, fish and pentagons to dance in time with our songs. Watched 20 episodes of re-edited episodes  of Star Trek the Next Generation. Riker’s Beard on Beard is my favourite?

Cardiff. Wet, cold. Why isn’t everywhere as sunny as Manchester? Found a mechanical mammoth.
Gig with Mae Shi was brilliant. Downloaded the Jurassic Park theme to use as our new intro music. Got nice and sweaty on stage and have changed my shirt now. Hummus was on our rider. Now we have two gigs down, two hummus riders achieved. 100% Walking on stage to the sound of John Williams makes me feel like a raptor chasing children in a kitchen. I dropped Ben’s drum stands down a staircase.  Drank vodka tonics and discussed Star Trek some more.

In Bristol. So rainy. I am soggy, re: earlier. Got lost. Had to look at a map that looks like it’s made out of crab. It was a cycle map though.

Played in Inspire in Coventry last night. Incredible night. Were given duck eggs for breakfast this morning. Drank Lorien’s special “Caribbean Regret and Bourbon” til 5am. Off to Worcester now!

The MIDLANDS. We’ll be covered in coal by Saturday.

We did our first two gigs as a three piece at the weekend. They went much better than I expected, as I was quite nervous about how everything was going to happen.

I’ve spent the past two weeks working out how to play two synthesizers at the same time, and I think I was just about ready to pull it off live.

It certainly felt a bit lonely on stage with only Lorien and Ben for company, but we made up for it by being, I’d say, approximately 140% more manly than we’ve ever been. I’ve decided to scream a lot more, and thrust out some riffs with Lorien. That’s pretty satisfying!

The gig in Reading on Sunday was quiet but very fun, with quite possibly the best disco I’ve heard in a long while by the promoters.

So what’s next? We’re recording at the moment, and we’re doing a full tour of this lovely United Kingdom we live in throughout May. We’re getting a new 7″ together, we’re making some dramatic new teeshirts, some shoes, Lorien and I want to make some Cats in Paris wine, but we’re arguing too much about ingredients.

Anyway. The future! Here is a picture of it.

Christmas is coming. I have even been driving through a dramatic Winter Wonderland, which really helps the spirit come alive.

This was the view out of my car whilst driving the other day. And for the sake of health and safety, I should inform you that I was in stationary,  snowy based traffic.

On Thursday night, the 18th, we shall be playing the Bad Uncle Christmas Mega-party at Cafe Saki in Rusholme, Manchester. Last year was a drunken blast, with the most under-rehearsed Nativity Play ever performed.

This year promises to break the record of least-rehearsed performance ever, as we still haven’t written the play. It will probably be set in Vietnam.

We shall be performing a Christmas set too, filled with Merry Seasonal Cheer. The very next day, we shall be driving to France to play a lovely end of year show at Fleche D’or in Paris, which we have been told from various sources is the greatest venue on the planet.

Have a nice Christmans everybodies.